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The ancient knife is five feet long, and the whole body is as black as ink. The hilt is cast with a complete Emperor's Hand bone. The blade is three feet, branded with the ancient seal of the chaos spell, sealed by the supreme Dao pattern of the ghost and god clan, the golden light is faint, the edge is not cast, and the mysterious ghost air turns in the blade like the abyss and the abyss, just a glimpse is enough to lead people to fall.

This ancient knife is completely natural, and there is no flaw in the whole body. It's as if it is the ninefold netherworld, the culprit of burying hundreds of millions of living beings, ghosts and gods.

Later, Cangshen told Zuo Ye in detail about the origin of the ghost god.

The ancestors of the ghost and god clan were born from the gods of Hongmeng. When HarmonyOS ended and chaos began, the ancestors created five second-generation ancestors by themselves, and then disappeared like the other HarmonyOS gods. The second-generation ancestors were born as chaos gods, and in the endless years, they mastered the power of the Heavenly Dao Dao Pattern and possessed the magical power that penetrated the heavens and the earth.

At that time, the chaos did not have the heavens and all the races, and the chaos gods did not coexist peacefully, and there were camps and wars between them. And every war means the destruction of a chaotic universe.

And the Three Saints are the Chaos Treasures forged by the Chaos Gods specifically for the ghosts and gods.

The Three Saints are a set of combined magic weapons, with a total of three, respectively, to cross the ghost god, to control the ghost god, to kill the ghost god, to use the Great Dao Shijin with ninety-nine kinds of material Hua Tianbao, and to exercise the sacrifice with the chaos and three poisons and darkness. On the day the casting was completed, the nine Chaos Gods sealed the Supreme Extreme Dao Pattern with the Ancestral Blood Imprint in the sword.

At the beginning of Qibao's slashing, he killed a second-generation ancestor of ghosts and gods, and suddenly the chaos changed color, and the tide of catastrophe surged, and the slew ghost and god ancestor was not resurrected, because his flesh and bones, and even the divine soul were deprived of the sword soul.

This should be the most taboo history of the ghost and god clan. Although in the end, the ancestors of the ghost and god clan killed the gods of the other camp, they could not destroy the Chaos Treasure that slaughtered countless descendants of the ghosts and gods, the Three Holy Farewells. In desperation, the ancestors of the ghost god clan could only seal it and banish it to the Chaos Wasteland.

"Then this ......" After listening to the story of the gods, Zuo Ye looked at the ancient knife standing in the distance with some hesitation, for the ghosts and gods, this forbidden ancient knife was obviously sealed and exiled to the Chaos Wasteland, how could it be held by the ghosts and gods and appear here.

"I don't know the specific situation very well, I can only say that after the second generation of ancestors and other chaos gods disappeared, the third generation of ancestors opened up the ghost realm in the primordial three realms, and became the later habitat of the ghost god clan. I don't know when the Three Saints of Chaos Treasure reappeared in the Ghost Realm, but it was damaged and on the verge of destruction. The ancestors relied on the power of reincarnation to refine it, and used the bones of ghosts and gods to sharpen the ghost-slaying qi contained in the treasure, and later the three saints became the supreme will representing the ghosts and gods. ”

Cangshen doesn't know much about his own black history, and although Zuo Ye is curious, he is just curious. The years are long, especially for the Chaos Gods, thousands of years and 10,000 years are just a dream, and it is not surprising that there is a fault in the inheritance.

What he was most concerned about now was the ancient knife in front of him. Cangshen said that if Zuo Ye mastered this sword, he would gain the power to control the ghosts. Of course, it is not talking about the real ghosts, but the descendants of the ghosts.

"The gods of chaos are all conceived by chaos, until the beginning of heaven and earth, dividing yin and yang, yin and yang, and creating all spirits. The gods of chaos were born from the heavens and all races, and at that time there were no gods born in the chaos. ”

Zuo Ye was slightly distracted, not knowing what he was thinking.

I saw the Netherworld Fire Butterfly flying all over the sky was inspired to fall on the ancient knife like a whirlpool, and finally reduced to a cluster of firelight, the ancient knife of the ghost god was like a sleeping demon beast in the dark crimson firelight, waiting for someone to wake it up, as for whether it surrendered or destroyed after waking up, it depends on whether anyone can withstand its monstrous anger.

"This flame was born when the ghost world first opened, it was born by swallowing the ghostly spirit, and the ghost of the desolate ghost grew, extinguishing the nine wheels, blooming the nine wheels, and now it is completely mature, so I will give it to you as well."

Zuo Ye looked at the lazy kitten-like constantly steaming flame, and was stunned for a long time before remembering to ask, "What is this flame called?" ”

"Extremely dark and dark, burning the ghost fire"

Looking at the ancient knife and the demonic flame in a daze, Zuo Ye's mind suddenly became complicated and dazed.

"Brother Cangshen, it's not easy to get these two strange treasures, right?" Although he had a deep relationship with Cangshen and called him a brother, he was not arrogant enough to believe that the other party would give such a heavy treasure because of a few words of friendship, at least not now.

"Yes, I'm still quite clear-headed. In fact, although these two treasures are rare, as far as I am concerned, they are dispensable. The reason why it is brought out is not only a test for you, but also a test. "The gods are very straightforward, it should be said that it has been very straightforward from the beginning, "If you want to get them, you must get their approval, if you can't, then let your heart be lonely and crazy, and torture is the price." ”

Zuo Ye was silent for a long time, his eyes kept locked on the Burning Ghost Fire and the Ghost God, and there was no longing, greed, or even emotion in his eyes. Although he said that he wanted to be the one who ascended to the Nine Heavens, even if he turned into a demon, it didn't matter, but when he fixed his gaze, his Dao heart didn't have any response.

Maybe he is just a worthless person, he can be insidious and cunning, he can kill people and lick blood, but the purpose of doing this is just to see what kind of scenery is at the end of this heavenly way, and whether there are really immortals. If there was something more important to him here, he would not hesitate to put this long-cherished wish on hold indefinitely. Whether he is lazy or decadent, even if he is a little devil and chaotic, and he is talented and evil, he will never be strong for the sake of being strong, and cultivating immortals for the sake of cultivating immortals. Until the battle of Chu Wangcheng, his parents were framed by a conspiracy, and life and death were unpredictable.

Finally, for the sake of hatred, in order to trample on the heavenly world that has been disordered by good and evil, he found a reason why he had to pursue power and be strong. But at this moment, his heart was confused again.

It's not that he is pretentious, but he still has extravagant hopes in his heart, and he still has humble hopes.

"Alas" sighed twice, Zuo Ye and Cangshen sighed at the same time, which means that only the authorities know.

"You're decided?"

"It's decided!"

"Alright, we'll wait for you."

Zuo Ye stood up, slapped the dust off his body, and turned to leave. The back of the departure can not be said to be free and easy, and the wind and the cold and the generosity sink and fall into the inseparable.

Zuo Ye went out from the gate, and did not return to the belly of Qianskull Mountain, but directly lifted the reverse psychic technique and returned directly to the Great Thousand Heavens.

The door was not closed, and the skeleton ghost boss who had respectfully retired earlier was kneeling at the door at this time, looking respectful and pious. It took a long time to hear the voice of the god echoing in this world again.

"Little Bone, get ready for reverse psychics."

The skeleton ghost boss crouched on the ground and said respectfully, "Follow your lord's orders!" ”

When the skeleton ghost old man walked out of the sleeping place of the god with trepidation, he couldn't help but sigh secretly. I didn't expect that kid to be the destiny that adults have been waiting for hundreds of millions of years, could it be that the fate of my ghost and god clan is tied to a little hairy child.

Just as it was wandering, a little skeleton ghost with good deeds came over and asked curiously, "Boss, what about that kid, won't he be sacrificed?" ”

The ghost boss was still distracted, but with a wave of his big hand, he pulled the head of the little skeleton ghost who spoke.

"Presumptuous, the affairs of adults are also speculated by you!" The ghost boss was furious, and the entire Thousand Skull Mountain trembled, and the originally noisy tunnel suddenly quieted down. The mouthy little skeleton ghost saw that the boss was angry, and quickly hugged his skull head and hid. The ghost boss ignored it and went straight out to prepare the summoning formation of the reverse psychic technique.

"It's not for the desire to be strong, nor for the sake of grievances, and this remnant of life. I went here just to find a reason for myself, to make myself firmly and completely desperate, and to be completely swallowed up by that loneliness. Realizing loneliness and tasting nothingness may be the price of becoming a strong man. ”

Zuo Ye's tangled mind is afraid that even the gods will not understand, because in the chaotic era where he was born, the gods fought endlessly, and the war between gods and demons was not only not for the obsession of good and evil immortals and demons, but for the most **** power to conquer and plunder. Even if he becomes a demon in the end, it is just a means to gain great power.

The yin wind roared, the bleak wind and rain were furious, and the formation suddenly appeared on the barren mountain, and a agile figure walked out slowly within the formation.

Zuo Ye looked around and found that this was the place where he had fainted before, and in that direction, thousands of miles away, there should have been a world-glorious royal city, but now there was a bottomless abyss and a sword qi rift that split thousands of miles. Zuo Ye, who had thought that he had been well hidden, surged again, and the colic pain in his chest made him vomit a pool of blood uncontrollably.

Staring at the bloodstains, Zuo Ye was stunned for a long time and laughed out loud, "It's okay, the blood is bleeding, and the tears will stop." ”

Before the real action, Zuo Ye still planned to go to the ruins of the Chu King City, although there was only a ruin and an abyss left, but how to say that it was also the place where he was born and raised, and it was still his home after all.

This once extremely prosperous land is now torn apart by the remnants of the power of the law, and the breath of the undead that lingers and never disperses is permeated for thousands of miles. After an earth-shattering battle, millions of mortal beings, hundreds of thousands of immortal cultivators, as well as celestial giants, and even the Venerable of Dane also shed blood here, their resentment could not be eliminated, and the shackles of essence could not be released. This land shrouded in death has been cursed, and in the next ten, hundred, thousand years, it will be cut off from life, and not a single grass will grow.

Zuo Ye was on the edge of the abyss, looking at the deep and terrifying depths of the abyss like dark pupils, whether it was cold, terrifying, dazed, or hesitant.

"Alas, I can't be ruthless after all, and I still have expectations for this world, in this case, this choice will be left to God."

Hiding under the hood, Zuo Ye turned around, and a cold wind set off in his clothes. He didn't look back anymore, because he knew that after taking this step, there would be a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood behind him, and the whole world would be in front of him.

"There Are Immortals"